Time goes by

Here we are at the end of 2009, and I can't really believe it! I've been on forced vacation for the past few days and my time really has filled up quickly with errands and such. It's pretty amazing that time can move so slowly while at work and go so quickly when you don't really have specific things to do!

Happy new year, Internets!

Fat cat, indeed

My belly is protruding disgustingly over my waistband after a very decadent dinner with Bullet Tosser and her boyfriend. They were kind enough to drive down to Quincy, MA, where I'm staying for the night and we checked out a very packed restaurant called The Fat Cat.

It was fun catching up and hearing about their upcoming move back to Philly. And we stuffed ourselves with fries and other unhealthy, tasty dishes. I tried the lobster mac & cheese, which had five or six different cheeses, a ton of garlic, generous amounts of lobster and a tomato slice or two. The dish was ginormous and I couldn't finish the entire thing!

Dinner was so much fun, and I'm sad that I have to go back to SF after a mere 24 hours on the East Coast.

In-flight entertainment

Somehow, I ended up in the fancy part of Virgin America's economy cabin where all the movies, food and drink were free! I only realized what was going on when my neighbor, a lanky teenager who didn't mind sprawling out annoyingly into the seats on either side of him, ordered some food and didn't swipe a credit card.

So, I enjoyed The Time Traveler's Wife and Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. I also took advantage of getting some bottles of iced tea and a chicken wrap. I considered getting some liquor and a bagel and stuffing them into my backpack, but my silly pride got in the way.

In addition to the freebies, I enjoyed our flight attendant, who seemed very focused on making her voice sound as sexy as possible each time she made an announcement.

To grandmother's house we go

I brought the kitties back from their grandparents' home today and, despite their loud protestations, they're adjusting back to life in the city. I met up with Blanca, who's in town from Hawaii, Mattress, Roommates A&J, had a few drinks and returned home to play with the cats. I'm totes boring but I enjoyed my mom's succulent wreath!

Kitty yule logs

The cats and I traveled to my parents' home yesterday and they've spent the past 24 hours creeping about, being inquisitive and exploring their new surroundings. One of their favorite new hangouts seems to be the fireplace. This isn't something I'm happy about.

Kissy kissy

Someone has hung mistletoe all around San Francisco in random spots: street corners, awnings, etc. I've noticed a few bunches in my 'hood and some even in other areas of the city! Cute.

Don't talk to me

For whatever reason, all these random strangers felt compelled to talk to me yesterday. It began at brunch, when an older gentleman with a chihuahua in his purse joined the conversation that Puppy and I were having. Completely uninvited. He told us about his BlackBerry, bing.com, Anna Nicole Smith and dead people. I tried not to engage him, but he just didn't give up.

And on the muni, some seemingly homeless dude started telling me about the time he turned around on a crowded train and knocked an old lady down with his backpack. Fortunately, the train was so crowded that she didn't actually fall down.

I'm not sure what it is, but I guess people just want to chat with me lately.